Halloween isn’t ’till tomorrow, but I’m already tired of hearing about how horrible costumes for women have become. They’re ubiquitous, these hard-hitting journalistic exposes from the Slut Aisle at Party City. I guess with no hurricane to blow reporters sideways as they tell us it’s windy out, they’ve got to talk about something.
I’m going to go out on a limb here and just say it: the women’s movement must have worked, because kids these days have it way better than we did. When I was a young woman, my costume career choices were limited – I could be a slutty French maid or a slutty nurse, period.
Now? A girl’s options are a veritable skankiness rainbow. No longer is she limited by traditional gender roles. If she wants to be a cowgirl, hockey player or SWAT Commander, there’s a sexy costume to make her dream a reality. Her older brother’s dressing up as a lumberjack and her younger one as an astronaut? She can do the exact same thing! See?
That’s not to mention the strides made away from the race-baiting, stereotypical costumes of the past. I remember a time when you could actually walk into a costume store and buy a Sexy Indian Maiden outfit with its own little rubber tomahawk. That’s not so today: she’s a Native American Tomahawk Hottie, now. [Read more...]
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